Ed Sheeran – The A Team Chords

Capo on 2nd fret || Tuning: EADGBe (standard)
G 320033 A7sus4 x02033
C/G x32013 G/F# 2x0033
Em 022000 C9 x32033
D/F# 200230 Am7 x02010
*The G/F# and A7sus4 chords are just "passing chords" in the verse,
therefore it is optional to play those chords.
[Verse I]
G G/F# Em
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes
C9 G A7sus4
Burnt lungs, sour taste
G G/F# Em
Light’s gone, day’s end, struggling to pay rent
C9 G
Long nights, strange men
[Chorus]
Am7 C/G G
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
D/F# Am7 C/G
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
G
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream
D/F#
the worst things in life come free to us
Em C9 G
Cos we're just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em C9 G
And she don’t want to go outside, tonight
Em C9 G
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Em C9 G D/F# Em
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
C9 G Em C9 G G/F#
for angels to fly
[Verse II]
G G/F# Em
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat
C9 G A7sus4
Dry house, wet clothes
G G/F# Em
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat
C9 G
Call girl, no phone
[Chorus]
Am7 C/G G
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
D/F# Am7 C/G
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
G
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream
D/F#
the worst things in life come free to us
Em C9 G
Cos we're just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em C9 G
And she don’t want to go outside, tonight
Em C9 G
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Em C9 G D/F# Am7
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
Am7 C/G Em
An angel will die, covered in white
Em G
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
Am7 C/G
This time, we’ll fade out tonight,
(Em C/G G D/F# *two times for the solo)
straight down the line
[Chorus]
Am7 C/G G
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
D/F# Am7 C/G
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
G
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream
D/F#
the worst things in life come free to us
Em C9 G
Cos we're all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em C9 G
And we don’t want to go outside, tonight
Em C9 G
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland, or sell love to another man
Em C9 G D/F# Em
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
C9 G Em C9 G G/F# Em C9 G
for angels to fly to fly, fly
G/F# Em C9 G G/F# G
for angels to fly, to fly, to fly. Angels die.